a Bodyguard

"Eh, young master, uh, let Yan who help to take care His Majesty, uh, H-His Majesty will be very angry if he finds out that someone touched him while he was sleeping"

The man in black turned his head, his face removed from the broad hat and black robe that covered his hair looked different. He is a young man in his twenties with a bright handsome face, sharp eyes, a large and pointed nose, and big, thin lips. He looked at the young maids from under her feet to the top of her head, from her clothes, and especially the youth that lies in front of him now, they were clearly not ordinary people.

He again dipped the cloth into the hot water basin and put it back on Bai Ying's ankles.

"Miss, have you gone to the town to buy some rubbing oil? If not treated it will be difficult to relieve the swelling." The man settled on Bai Ying's slender legs, stunned in place.

"Heh, his feet are so smooth."